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Cuffed With No Key Ch. 01

By: cindyexposed



Introduction - I am unexpectedly bound to my boss 

At the time of these events which occurred late September, three summers ago, I had just turned 38 years old. I was (and still am) working in a law office in North Houston. Both of my sons had returned to college, so Jim and I were 'empty nesters' and had a little extra freedom around the house.

To celebrate the end of summer, and the start of football season, we had a BBQ/pool party at our home. If you have read any of my previous adventures (exposing Cindy series), you know we have a large, secluded back yard with a pool with waterfall, and a large hot tub/spa. The yard was perfect for entertaining.

One of the guests was a lawyer who recently joined the firm. In actuality, he was one of my bosses. Curtis was a tall, very handsome black man who had a powerful build and a commanding presence. He was articulate, poised and confident with a pleasant, engaging smile. 

He seemed to always show up at company functions unescorted, and after making an obligatory appearance, Curtis would usually make an early, but polite exit. The early exits, coupled with his reserved but confident demeanor, gave Curtis a mysterious quality that seemed to drive the single girls in the office absolutely nuts. He was the subject or much 'water cooler' gossip and speculation. Truth be told, if I had been single, I would have lusted after him myself; but as a happily married woman, I simply put these thoughts out of my head.

Linda, who was a legal clerk in the office, seemed to be absolutely obsessed by Curtis. She was recently divorced and had gotten a bit of a reputation of being 'easy'. Rumor had it she was systematically working her way through all of the firm's partners and associates, married and single alike; and it seemed to vex her that Curtis was not eager to join her list of conquests; but that was not for lack of Linda's trying. She was anything but subtle.

The party was going well, the guests were enjoying themselves, and the margaritas and beer were flowing freely. I was on my second margarita, and beginning to feel relaxed, when I saw Linda and Curtis chatting by the waterfall. Linda had been staking out her territory around Curtis, flirting shamelessly despite the signals that Curtis was sending that he would prefer to mingle with other guests.

Curtis was wearing a white polo shirt and white shorts with sandals that contrasted his muscular ebony build quite nicely. Linda wore a yellow, halter sun dress that showed a bit too much cleavage. She was a tall, leggy, brunette with large brown eyes and an ample bosom. Unlike me, who has small, perky breasts, Linda had 'hooters' that men seem to die for. It pissed me off that most men preferred her 'size 38D rack' to my size 34B 'little titties'! But even I had to admit that she was a sexy looking woman; however, her forward, aggressive style did not seem to working on her selected prey tonight.

Around 9:30 p.m., Curtis began making noise that he could not stay late as he had another engagement later in the evening. When Linda heard this, she explained loudly that she was going to make sure he did not make an early retreat tonight. She reached into her purse and removed something, and suddenly took his wrist in one hand, and placed one cuff from a pair of handcuffs around his wrist, as we watched somewhat amazed and stunned. Holding the other cuff, she led Curtis over to me. He followed her with a strange look as he tried to figure out what she was up to. Linda then took my left wrist before I could think or react, and cuffed Curtis and me together. Both Curtis and I looked at each other in disbelief.

My first thought was 'where in the hell did Linda get a pair of handcuffs?'. I wondered what kind of kinky shit she was into that she would have a pair of handcuffs? But immediately my thoughts went to the embarrassment of being handcuffed to my boss in front of my neighbors and co-workers. 

"Cindy, you are in charge of keeping track of Curtis tonight and making sure he does not give us the slip. Since you are married, I can trust you to behave yourself; him, I am not too sure about." Linda said in a blatantly flirtatious manner.

I blushed deeply at the sudden and unexpected attention that was being thrust upon me. I could feel my face burn crimson as I looked at Curtis, and at our guests, trying to figure out how to react, and what to do. For a moment I was speechless.

Curtis smiled and said calmly, "Linda, this is all very amusing, but I think you are embarrassing Cindy. You need to remove these cuffs."

"Nonsense, Cindy knows this is an honor. She understand that she is to be entrusted guarding you tonight. She needs to make sure you don't give us the slip again." Linda said before scurrying off to the bar, leaving Curtis and me chained together.

I looked around and saw my husband, Jim approaching trying to discern what was happening. Before I could explain the situation to Jim, Curtis said, "Cindy, I am sorry about this. Linda gets a bit carried away." Then Curtis looked to Jim and said, "Jim, it seems one of your guests has chained me to your wife. I hope you are OK with this until we can talk some sense into her."

"Curtis, I understand completely. And just so you know, there is no one better to be chained to than Cindy." Jim joked and gave Curtis a wink that was meant to let him know that my husband was not upset by this.

Jim then turned to me and said, "Cindy, why don't you take Curtis over and get him another drink. I will try to get Linda to outline the terms of your release."

I was not sure how to feel, or what to say as Curtis led me over to the bar area where we each got a margarita. I could feel the stares of several of my office workers as they tried to assess the situation. I was embarrassed, but there was nothing I could do. Besides there was something appealing about being coupled at the wrist with this very large, very attractive black man. 

I was wearing a red and black, one piece bathing suit and sandals. I had taken a white sarong and wrapped around my waist, making a skirt that covered the bottom half of my one-piece bathing suit. The sarong opened as I walked showing off a good bit of leg. I seemed to be the only person at the party wearing a swim suit despite the fact that it was supposed to be a pool party. None of the guests had entered the water. 

The suit was form fitting and flattering, but not obscene. But suddenly, in response to my embarrassment and excitement at being chained together with Curtis, I realized my nipples were now fully erect and were poking out like firm pebbles, obvious to anyone's gaze, including Curtis; and there wasn't anything I could do to hide my erect nipples from anyone's and everyone's gaze.

Curtis and I each got another margarita and sat together and chatted innocently. Although he had worked in our office for some time now, this was really the first time that he and I had really talked. I found him intelligent, charming and pleasant. We each had three large margaritas as we visited over the next hour. I could feel the tequila relaxing me quite a bit. I wondered when Linda was going to end this silly game, but I was honestly enjoying the situation, and Curtis's attention.

I started to feel a fullness in my bladder that reminded me that I had not peed in some time. "Curtis, I hate to end our wonderful conversation here but I need to pee. Where the hell is Linda?"

"Funny you should say that, but so do I. I should not have had that last margarita. She is over by the waterfall. Let's go have her put an end to this silliness." Curtis said as he stood and started to lead towards our warden.

We approached Linda and explained the situation, and our dire need to empty our overfull bladders. Linda smile coyly, and after some cajoling, relented fished out a key from her purse and attempted to release the handcuffs. The key did not seem to fit the keyhole on the cuffs. 

Linda fumbled for several moments, obviously becoming flustered before announcing, "Shit, shit, shit. I can't believe I did this."

"What? What did you do?" I asked in a panic.

"I grabbed the wrong key. I am so sorry. I will run home and get the right one. I am so sorry." She said in obvious panic.

"Linda, you live in Sugarland. That is over an hour from here. It will take you more than two hours to make the round trip. Goddamn it!" I was pissed.

Curtis expressed his intense displeasure at Linda as well as she scurried out the door with promises to be back momentarily. I knew we had at least two hours before she could make the round trip back to Sugarland in southwest Houston back to the Woodlands well north of the city.

Exposing Cindy - Cuffed with no key 

Chapter 1 - We have to relieve our bladders! 

I looked at the clock and it was almost 10:30 p.m. and guests, who were embarrassed for me and by my predicament, began making excuses and leaving. The co-workers from our office were peeved at Linda, and expressed their irritation with her prank as they left, assuring me that they were sure she would be right back. The last guest said their goodbyes about 10:50 p.m., leaving Jim, Curtis and me alone to deal with this totally embarrassing situation.

As the final car pulled away, I looked at Jim and said quite honestly, "I can't hold it for two hours waiting for Linda's return! I am going to wet myself."

Curtis agreed, "Neither can I."

Jim paused for a moment, and the offered, "I understand. This is a mess. But we are adults, and we all know we have bodily functions. I guess you two will have to use the facilities while chained together."

I looked at Curtis sheepishly, and he nodded. 

"Sounds like the only reasonable approach to me," he said.

I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I contemplated what this meant. I am not a prude, and I am not overly shy about my body; but this was a man with whom I worked, with whom I would see every day at the office. Sharing a bathroom with him was not something I planned on doing. But I saw no other choice.

I then led my large black friend through my bedroom and into my master bathroom and said, "No peeking, OK?" I said, trying to make light of the situation.

"Cross my heart," he said, making an 'x' across his chest.

With a very heavy sigh, and with my heart pounding, and face burning red, I tried to remove the straps of my bathing suit, and lower it, freeing first my breasts; but I struggled getting it off my bottom. The fact that my one arm was tied to Curtis at the wrist made this very difficult. And I could not master the maneuver.

Jim seeing the difficulty I was having came over. 

"Let me help you. Lower both your arms." 

With both my breasts exposed, and nipples erect, I stood there waiting for Jim to assist me in removing my suit.

Jim lowered the suit, and removed my free arm from the strap. Then he pulled it down past my bottom, allowing me to step out of it, but leaving the remaining strap, and the bathing suit, hanging around my cuffed wrist, dangling between Curtis and me.

I was mortified being naked in front of one of the lawyers from my firm, and could not look in his face. I backed up towards the toilet, and sat down. My one arm was held up attached to this attractive black man, who was physically bound to me. 

But in addition to the embarrassment of being naked on the toilet in front of my boss, I was also excited and getting aroused by the situation. Curtis now knew something about me that no one else at the office knew-Cindy shaves her pussy!

Although I was 38 at the time, I was still a very attractive woman. I stood a petite 5 ft. 4 in. tall, weighed about 113 pounds, and had firm, perky breasts. With blonde hair and green eyes, several people tell me that I resemble Meg Ryan.

I glanced up at Curtis's torso as he stood in front of me, and there was no mistaking the tent that was forming in his pants. Seeing me naked, sitting on the toilet, trying to pee had aroused him. And honestly, being naked like this, coupled by the large bulge in his shorts made me very aware of the pulse in my now erect clitoris.

Jim stood several feet away taking all this in. There was a noticeable bulge in my husband's pants as well.

I tried for several minutes to pee, but could only get a slight trickle out. I was too nervous to relax enough to empty my bladder. 

"Jim, I can't relax, please run some water."

Jim turned on the spigot, and took a damp wash cloth and handed it to me. I placed it across my lower abdomen as Curtis watched with a keen interest. The wetness of the wash cloth coupled with the sound of the splashing water was all it took and suddenly a long, power stream of urine erupted from me. God I felt wicked peeing in front of these two men. I opened my thighs slightly so that Curtis could see the strong stream of urine flowing out of me. 

I felt like a naughty little school girl doing something wicked with the boys behind the garage or in the bushes, letting the boys watch me pee.

When I finished, I wiped, flushed and stood up, giving Curtis access to the commode. 

"Your turn," I said, again without making eye contact.

Curtis unzipped his shorts with his right hand, the one that was cuffed to me, he reached inside his shorts and with a struggling motion, he fished out his penis. What he pulled out was truly amazing. What emerged can only be described as a long, thick, dark purple-black snake. It was the biggest and blackest penis I had ever seen.

I could not help but stare and gasp. "Oh my", escaped my lips before I could catch myself. 

It was partially erect, sticking straight out from his zipper a good seven or eight inches. And it throbbed as I watched.

My expression of surprise, and my stare, seemed to arouse Curtis even more. His penis began to thicken and grow as I looked on. In a matter of seconds it was pointing up slightly, not quite fully erect, but very firm, and thick.

I looked at Jim and smiled, "Honey this is a very big man." 

Jim nodded in agreement, but did not speak. My husband just stood back and watched this erotic predicament I found myself in.

Curtis tried to point his penis down towards the toilet, but he was too hard, too firm, and too erect. There was no way he could urinate in his current state.

"Cindy, I apologize, but I seem to be responding to the situation here." Curtis acknowledged. "I think you are going to have to give me a little help before I can pee."

I looked at Curtis in disbelief, trying to understand what he was saying.

Curtis looked at my husband and said in a calm, matter of fact tone, "Jim, I need Cindy to make my tool behave a bit better. I cannot pee like this. Is it OK if Cindy gives me a hand here?" Curtis seemed to be making a statement more than a request right now. I found his confidence and his large erection very appealing and arousing. I was getting wet just being in his presence like this. 

I looked at Jim to gauge his reaction. 

Jim thought for a second, smiled and said, "It seems like that is the only reasonable solution to this dilemma." 

Did I understand Jim correctly? Was my husband instructing me to masturbate this gorgeous specimen so he could relieve his bladder?

Curtis took Jim's words as all the encouragement he needed, and he kicked off his sandals, unbuckled his shorts and allowed them to fall to the floor. As he stepped out of his shorts, his enormous boner bounced in front of him poking out from under his shirt tails. 

He turned towards me and looked into my eyes, and simply mouthed the words 'thank you', 

Silently, he lowered the lid on the commode, and guided me to sit in front of him with his massive erection at eye level to me.

He then took my free hand and placed it on his hard penis. Very tentatively, I slowly allowed my fingers to encircle the dark shaft. I could barely get my tiny little hand around it. It felt strangely smooth, and very heavy in my hand. I was intrigued with the coloring as well as the size of this monster cock. It was not really black, but a deep, deep shade of purple. It was a shade of purple that I had not seen before, and it was strangely beautiful to me at that moment. The enormous head was slightly lighter in color that the shaft. It looked almost a deep, dark shade of pink. This scene was arousing me-a lot.

He started to rock his hips, pushing his penis into the small circle formed by my fingers. God, he was a sexy specimen.

I looked over at Jim to see how he was handling this. I smiled at my loving husband and he nodded his approval. 

Curtis grew harder, longer and thinker in my tiny hand. His penis felt decidedly heavy. I studied his large black cock as he arched his hips forward and was intrigued by how the tiny slit at the tip would open slightly with each upward thrust, and close again as he pulled back away from my fist. His penis seemed to be winking at me, opening and closing as I pumped him.

Curtis then placed his large black hands on the sides of my head and attempted to guide my mouth to his erection. I hesitated. I was not prepared for this. I was not prepared for any of this. 

Curtis did not try to force me, but merely said, "Cindy, it will help, please."

I looked over at Jim, questioning what he wanted me to do. He smiled and nodded. 

I saw Jim mouth the words "go ahead."

I looked up at Curtis as I held his erection inches from my mouth and he smiled. Then he said, "Please, I need this..."

I could feel my clitoris pulsing in time with my racing heart beat. I was getting wetter and more aroused by the instant. 

I glanced over at my husband and he was smiling broadly. He was enjoying the show. He wanted to see his sweet little, petite wife give this large black man some relief. He wanted to see me let Curtis in my mouth.

I wanted to savor this moment. I studied his cock as I pumped my fist up and down very slowly. The dark pink head of his erection stood proudly and distinctly atop of the massive dark purple, thickly veined shaft. It was a beautiful cock.

Curtis thrust his hips forward on each down stroke of my fist as I came to grips with the fact that I was going to give this man with whom I worked a blow job while my husband watched.

I remember pulling my head away as I pumped my fist down, pulling the skin taught, and opening his urethra slightly. I could see a slight trace of semen leaking from his urethra as I opened it. I placed my tongue directly into the tiny hole to taste my boss's semen. I could smell the faint scent of his semen as well.

Curtis moaned loudly as the tip of my tongue entered the tiny hole on his erection. His penis throbbed in my hand and pushed up against the intrusion of my tongue. Curtis clearly liked this first contact with my tongue. I held his rigid cock in place as I tickled and teased the tiny opening of Curtis's urethra for several seconds as Curtis shuttered under the intense, almost unbearable, pleasure I was bestowing on him.

I then took the head of his cock into my mouth, sucking on it, as I explored the ridge of the head with my tongue. If I was going to do this, I was going to give Curtis the very best, most intense, most erotic blow job that he would ever have.

Curtis began to arch his hips, trying to push deeper into my mouth and fuck my throat. 

I pulled back, holding his erect shaft in my fist, and instructed, "I want you to stand still and let me give you this pleasure. I don't want you trying to 'fuck my throat', OK? You and I will both enjoy this more if you allow me to please you and you don't get in a hurry to fuck my face."

Curtis's expression was absolutely priceless. For a brief instant, this large, powerful and successful man looked like a little boy who had just been chastised for running in the house or for some other minor infraction. 

As I returned to kissing and sucking my boss's cock I smiled with amusement at the absurdity of my situation.


Cuffed With No Key Ch. 01



For the next several minutes, I licked, kissed and sucked this large thick penis, slowly moving Curtis closer and closer to his climax. I pumped his cock with my fist while exploring the very sensitive head with my tongue. Despite my instructions to stand still, as his excitement increased, Curtis could not help but rock his hips.

His moans of pleasure became louder and more intense. I knew my co-worker was going to cum soon. Curtis grabbed my head to hold it in place as his loins stiffened, and he made large arch forward of his hips.

Instantly, a large, viscous string of semen appeared in my mouth, accompanied by a loud, guttural moan from Curtis's core. The volume of his ejaculate surprised me. The salty, slightly bitter tasting semen overwhelmed my mouth, but not in an unpleasant way. In a strange, perverse way, the thought of ingesting my boss's most intimate nectar was satisfying to me.

Before I had 'choked down' the first string of semen, another, slightly smaller string erupted in my mouth. 

For the male readers who have never swallowed a mouthful of semen, I want to explain that swallowing this thick viscous string of sperm without gagging or choking is not an easy thing for us women to do. It really is deeply emotionally and submissive thing to do. I would not do it for someone unless I was very attracted to them, and very, very aroused by the situation.

The volume of Curtis's ejaculate overwhelmed me. He was cumming in a much larger volume than Jim ever had. I felt his erection pulse once again, ejaculating a third time. I simply could not swallow fast enough. I had to pull away, my mouth brimming with my boss's semen, as I pumped his erection with my fist. A large rope of white gelatinous sperm shot several inches in the air before landing on my chest, belly and upper thighs, 

With Curtis's cum splattered across my legs and abdomen, I fought to swallow the volume of semen still stored in my mouth. Curtis's penis erupted a fourth time. This time only a small, few drops of sperm trickled down the head of his cock and over my fist and wrist. The smell of the semen was quite pronounce and very pleasing to me.

When I had swallowed the load in my mouth, I leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock. As I pulled away, a small string of sperm formed between my lips and his penis, until it snapped, landing on my lips and chin. I used my tongue to lick this residual into my mouth as both Curtis and my husband watched in aroused amazement.

I looked at Jim to see how he was handling this. His erection was obvious. 

He smiled and simply said, "I love you, baby. I really do."

Looking up at my husband, with the taste of Curtis's semen fresh in my mouth, and Curtis's large black cock still erect in front of me,

I respond simply with "I love you too, Jim."

Coming soon, Chapter 2: Curtis wants to enter me now!



Cuffed With No Key Ch. 02



Chapter 2: Curtis wants to enter me now!

(To understand this Chapter, the reader should first read chapters 1 – However, for those who choose not to start with Chapters 1.) 

Previously: The story begins when my husband, Jim, and I host a BBQ party at our home. A co-worker, Linda, sneaks up and handcuffs my boss and me together as a gag. However, the joke turns out to be anything but funny when Linda realizes she did not bring the correct key to unlock the handcuffs. Linda has to travel back across town (from the Woodlands - north of Houston- to Sugarland) to get the right key; which will take her more than 2 hours round trip. 

The other guests, embarrassed at my boss's and my predicament, excuse themselves, and leave the party around 10 p.m.; leaving my boss and me handcuffed together, alone with my husband. Soon Curtis and I realized that we both have been drinking heavily. Having imbibed a lot of fluids, we both needed to urinate, badly. But my boss, Curtis, could not because while trying to urinate in front of me, he became erect as I watched. I am flattered and amused by my boss's predicament. 

My husband and Curtis both are of the opinion that, as a good hostess, I am obliged to take care of Curtis's erection so that he can empty his bladder. With the approval and encouragement of my loving husband, Jim, I do just that. The story continues...) 

....For the next several minutes, I licked, kissed and sucked this large, thickly veined penis, slowly moving Curtis closer and closer to his climax. I pumped his cock with my fist while exploring the very sensitive head with my tongue. 

Curtis really enjoyed it each time I insert the tip of my tongue into the tiny opening of his urethra. His penis arches upwards, the head seemed to swell even larger and Curtis moans loudly every time I do this. His reaction fuels my own arousal, and encourages me to do it over and over again; each time evoking the same response. I am growing more and more aroused. 

Curtis placed his hands behind my head, and attempted to push deeper down my throat. This is not something I want; I do not want him to try and force himself on me. I tell him that he needs to remain standing still, and not try to 'fuck my throat'; I tell him that we will both enjoy this much more if he allows me to pleasure him rather than trying to force himself deeper into my mouth. Curtis nods in agreement, and allows me to control the action with my fist, lips and tongue. He is so cute; he seems like a little boy who has been chastised for misbehaving. 

Despite my instructions to him to stand still, as his excitement increased, Curtis could not help but rock his hips; slightly at first, and more as he gets closer to cumming.

His moans of pleasure became louder and more intense. I knew my boss was going to cum soon. Curtis grabs my head to hold it in place as his loins stiffen, and he arches forward with his hips. I know I am going to get a taste of this handsome black man. 

Instantly, a large, viscous string of semen appeared in my mouth, accompanied by a loud, guttural moan from Curtis's core. The volume of his ejaculate surprised me. The salty, slightly bitter tasting semen overwhelms my mouth, but not in an unpleasant way. 

I suddenly learn that a black man's semen tastes the same as a white man's semen; (in case you were wondering, as I was). In a strange, perverse way, the thought of ingesting my boss's most intimate nectar was emotionally satisfying to me. This experience was going to change how I viewed my boss back at the office; I already liked him much better as a boss!

Before I could 'choked down' the first string of semen, another, slightly smaller string erupts in my mouth. For the male readers who have never swallowed a mouthful of semen, I want to explain that swallowing this thick viscous string of sperm without gagging or choking is not an easy thing for us women to do. It really is deeply personal, emotional and submissive thing to do. I would not do it for someone unless I was very attracted to them, and very, very aroused by the situation. In this case, I was both.

The volume of Curtis's ejaculate overwhelmed me. He was cumming in a much larger volume than Jim ever had. I felt his erection pulse once again, ejaculating a third time. I simply could not swallow fast enough. I had to pull away, my mouth brimming with my boss's semen, as I pumped his erection with my fist. A large rope of white gelatinous sperm shot several inches in the air before landing on my neck, chest, belly and upper thighs.

With Curtis's cum splattered across my legs and abdomen, I fought to swallow the volume of semen still stored in my mouth. Curtis's penis erupted a fourth time. This time only a small, few drops of sperm trickled down the head of his cock and over my fist and wrist. The smell of the semen was quite pronounce and very pleasing to me.

I looked down and saw the long strings of semen that trailed down across my breasts and thighs, forming tiny beads of sperm that glistened like tiny pearls on my erect nipples and legs. These tiny droplets of semen were actually quite pretty.

As I fought to swallow the volume of semen, which was already stored in my mouth, his penis erupted a fourth time; this time only a small, few drops of sperm trickled down the head of his cock and over my fist and down his shaft and on to his massive balls. We were both a bit of a mess with his semen now. The distinctive aroma of Curtis's semen was very pleasing to me. His scent only serves to arouse me further.

When I had swallowed the load in my mouth, I leaned forward and kissed the head of his cock. As I pulled away, a small string of sperm formed between my lips and his penis, until it snapped, landing on my lips and chin. I used my tongue to lick this residual into my mouth as both Curtis and my husband watched in aroused amazement.

I look at Jim to see how he is handling this. His erection is obvious. He smiled and simply said, "I love you, baby; I really do."

I respond simply with, "I love you too." And I meant it. Yes, I really do love my husband. No, it was deeper than that; I adore my husband. 

Chapter Two begins:

Curtis looked down at me, as I held his large black cock in my tiny fist as it continued pulsing in front of me and said "Thank you, that was wonderful." He turned to Jim and said, "You are a very lucky man, this is a very sexy woman."

My breasts were still heaving from the excitement and my nipples were erect. I could feel my pulse throbbing in my clitoris along with the pounding in my chest. I was aware that my vagina was leaking; my lubrication was running down my inner thighs. I was so very aroused. I needed something; anything to bring me off now. I just needed to cum.

I noticed two things right away: 1.) Curtis was not growing soft after cumming. In fact, he was every bit as rigid and hard as he was immediately before depositing the large dollops of semen in my wanton mouth. And 2.) Curtis no longer seemed to be overly concerned about emptying his bladder. He seemed to be adequately distracted now, and he seemed to be more interested in placing his erection someplace nice, tight, wet and warm, than he did in urinating. 

I leaned forward and kissed the dark pinkish-purple head of Curtis's magnificent penis and it pulsed up in response. I looked at my husband, smiled, and asked him, "Are you OK baby? Is what I just did OK?"

"Oh yes, that was very hot to watch." I could see the large boner Jim was sporting inside his shorts. He continued, "What do you need baby? What do you want?"

"I don't know, but I need something right now. I am right on the edge." I responded.

Curtis looked to Jim and asked, "May I take care of her?"

"Please do. Please take really good care of my girl." Jim said with a nod and a smile, as my husband gave our guest permission to fuck his wife.

Jim was giving me (or perhaps 'lending me' is more accurate) to our guest. I do not completely understand it myself, and I certainly cannot explain it, but having Jim give me away, or more accurately, 'lend me' to someone else, arouses me more than I can describe. I felt like a prized and cherished possession that my husband was sharing with our guest; a prize of great value to be loaned to this large, handsome black man as my husband watched with pride. God I love that man. And I felt loved and desired at that moment. 

Jim and I both knew I needed to be fucked. Jim could have elected to fuck me first; but he chose to share me; to give me to someone else instead. It may be difficult for the reader to understand this, but I knew that by giving me to Curtis, Jim was demonstrated just how much he owned me and how much he loved me. And by accepting the fact that Jim was going to let Curtis fuck me, I was actually validating the fact that I belonged to Jim, I was his to give; I belonged to Jim body and soul. And I would comply with anything my husband wanted of me. I was his to give away. 

I occasionally read about cuckold couples, where the husband is aroused by the wife humiliating him in some manner. Our relationship could not be further from that situation. I love, and I adore Jim. And he loves and adores me. And when I allow other men to fuck me, to cum in me, or in my mouth, it is me submitting to my husband because I love and trust him. 

I was not consulted by either man about this transaction. My husband and my 'soon to be lover' simply discussed what Curtis would do to me while I sat there naked and silent. Neither man asked me if I was OK being fucked by Curtis. Clearly, Jim knew, and Curtis seemed to sense, that I would comply with anything they instructed me to do. They were right! I would fuck whoever Jim told me to fuck.

And sitting there, listening to Curtis and Jim decide who would fuck me first simply heightened my arousal even further.

With my husband's permission, Curtis pulled me to a standing position and walked me over to the double sink in my master bathroom. With his semen still fresh in my mouth and on my lips, he avoided kissing me. I understood and accepted the fact that he did not want to get a 'taste of his own medicine'. I did not need to be kissed prior to being fucked; but I did need to be fucked.

Standing there, I looked at our reflection in the large mirror over the sink. Together, Curtis and I made a strikingly erotic image. My left wrist was still handcuffed to Curtis's right wrist; my bathing suit remained hanging from my cuffed wrist. Curtis's large, imposing physique dwarfed my tiny petite frame. My small, perk breasts and my shaved pussy gave me a more youthful appearance than my 38 year old age. 

Although I was a 38 year old married woman, standing next to this huge, powerfully build black man, I could have been mistaken for an adolescent girl. As I stared into the mirror I saw an image of innocence in the reflection of a blonde, green eyed petite girl with smallish, perky breasts and a shaved vagina. And this 'appearance of innocence' seemed slightly absurd in the context of the fact that I had just willingly ingested a large quantity of Curtis's semen. I was certainly not innocent. 

Nonetheless, standing in front of Curtis's large, muscular frame, still chained together at the wrists, I could not help but think that the image reminded me of a small, innocent white girl who was soon to be willingly violated by this large black man. 

Curtis was naked from the waist down, but still had on the white polo shirt that did little to hide his muscular physique. He could not remove his shirt because our wrists were still chained together. It was a peculiar situation that we found ourselves in, wasn't it?

The dramatic image of the large, deep purple-black snake poking out from his groin was highlighted by the white polo shirt he wore. This added to my sense that this tiny little white girl was soon going to be stretched to her limits. The taboo nature of a large black man ravaging a petite white girl aroused me. 

Looking at the simple geometry of these two starkly different figures in the mirror, I had to wonder where that large black erection was going to go? It really did not look like it could possibly fit inside that little girl, could it? It was simply too big. 

The imagery, coupled with the concern of how that tiny girl could ever accommodate that huge black cock created a terribly erotic and arousing scene for me. Except for one thing; that tiny little white girl was me! And the thought of trying to accommodate that huge erection in my tiny white, shaved pussy was rapidly becoming pretty scary. I was not sure I could accommodate him. I was not sure he was not going to hurt me. And I was frightened at the thought trying.

Curtis turned me so that I was facing the mirror as he stood behind me. Still chained together, Curtis took my left arm and had me rest my left arm across my abdomen so his right hand could reach around my side and cup my right breast. In this position, with my back to Curtis, and my left arm chained to his right wrist, I felt confined and restrained. I was being placed into a position in which I would have little or no control over what was done to me.

He leaned forward and began kissing my neck from behind. When he stood up, Curtis literally towered over me. His erection, which stood straight out from his tight abdomen, poked me in my back only slightly below my shoulder blades. At 6 ft, 4 in, Curtis was literally a foot taller than my 5 ft 4 in frame. My head did not come up to his shoulders. I began to panic that he was simply too big; I fear he might be more 'man' than I could handle.

It was also clear that Curtis was simply too tall to enter me from behind standing like this. I then saw Jim open the door to the linen closet and retrieve a step stool that I keep in our bathroom. It was a two step, light blue plastic stool and was both strong and sturdy. Jim placed it next to Curtis and me in front of the sink counter facing the mirror. Curtis guided me to step up on to the first step. I was being guided into 'breeding' position for my black stud. Although I was apprehensive, I stepped up and placed myself into an 'accessible' position. 

Elevated in this manner, I was now the perfect height for Curtis to enter me from behind. I felt my heart racing in a combination of fear, anticipation and excitement; but the fear was the most pronounced feeling I was experiencing at that moment.

I looked over at Jim as I stepped onto the stool. I looked over my shoulder and saw Curtis's large erection pulsing slightly up and down. It seemed larger, and thicker, now that he was preparing to enter me than it had earlier when I was teasing him to orgasm with my lips and tongue. I estimated it was nearly nine inches long, more than two inches in girth. Its deep black purple shaft was capped by a very distinctive ridged head that was a slightly lighter, deep, dark pinkish color. The darkness of the thickly veined shaft gave it a threatening, almost sinister appearance. Clearly, that thing could hurt a girl. I was very intimidated by this huge cock. 

In a shaky voice that belied my fear and excitement, I said to my husband, "I don't know if I can handle him, Jim. He may be too big...I don't know if he will fit. He may hurt me."

Despite my fear and apprehension, I knew, and Jim knew, I would submit. I would comply. I would attempt to allow this huge black man to enter me. I would do it because Jim wanted me to do it. 

Curtis responded, "Cindy, I will go nice and slow; I won't hurt you." I looked at Jim and he simply nodded. I knew he was instructing me to attempt to take Curtis inside me. 

Curtis reached down between my legs from behind to open me with his fingers. I was forced to lean forward and brace myself with my one free arm on he marble counter top. My other hand was pulled across my abdomen, chained to Curtis's wrist. I was very wet, and already quite open as his fingers found the opening to my vagina.

I moaned slightly as he slowly inserted one, then two, fingers into me. Curtis moved slightly to my left to give him a better angle to probe my vagina and rotated his hand so that his fingers curved downward towards the front of my vagina. In moving to my left, he was stretching my left arm around my front, twisting me slightly, enhancing the feeling of restraint and helplessness. Yes, I was going to be probed and then fucked and at this point, there was nothing I could do to stop it. I was little more than breeding stock for this large black stud at this moment.

This entire situation played to my submissive nature and aroused me.

His fingers curled downward as he probed deeper, and in this position, I could feel him begin to massage the front wall of my pussy. His long, thick fingers were deep inside me; it felt like he was reaching up inside my womb he was so deep inside me. I began to respond to the deep invasion of the core of my womanhood. He massaged my front wall more and more firmly. I began to moan loudly as I pushed myself backward to increase the depth of this invasion, struggling to balance myself with one arm which was outstretched to support myself against the counter.

After a few moments of being finger fucked by Curtis, I looked over my shoulder at Jim and panted, "Oh baby, he is getting to me...he is getting me very excited....he is going to make me cum...." Jim was now had his penis out and was stroking himself. "Baby, are you going to let him make your little wife cum?"

"Yes, baby, several times. I am going to let him do whatever he wants to please you. Curtis, give it to her." Jim commanded.

With that instruction, Curtis forced his fingers deeper into my womb, finding my cervix, and pushing me over the edge to my first orgasm. I braced myself with my free arm against the counter, fighting to keep my balance as I pushed back against this intrusion as a loud orgasm scream erupted from my belly. 

"Oh shit, oh, oh, god, ....I am cumming...." I cried out as wave upon wave of pleasure crashed across my body. I felt like my knees would buckle as I became dizzy, my head spinning in orgasmic pleasure. 

I attempted to recover from this first orgasm, panting and trying to catch my breath. "Curtis, would you like to enter her?" Jim asked, as I panted in orgasmic bliss. Curtis needed no more encouragement.

Curtis suddenly withdrew his fingers, as I humped uncontrollably backwards against the air. My pussy felt suddenly empty and I needed something inside me, anything at that moment. I was not done cumming yet. I needed more. Little did I know how much more I was in store for.

I was moaning and uncontrollably humping against air in my heightened state of arousal as Curtis positioned himself behind me and placed the large head of his erect cock at the wet and fully dilated opening of my vagina. Still in the throes of my orgasm, any fear I might have had about accommodating this large man were gone. I needed his large black dick inside me, and I needed it now!

I felt the head pulsing at my opening as Curtis slowly pushed past the tight outer ring of my vulva. I could feel the distinct ridge of the large head as it entered me. It stretched me, but the fullness of it was arousing and pleasurable. Curtis withdrew slightly and plunged forward again, slightly deep this time, causing me to gasp as I felt this massive erection prying my vagina open.

The size of his penis was almost more than I could handle, and he continued to enter me deeper and deeper with each stroke; stretching me open and filling me completely. I was experiencing a unique combination of pain and pleasure as Curtis gently forced himself deeper into my tiny white pussy, prying it open wider and penetrating me deeper than I think it had ever been taken before. With each stroke, I felt that I was been stretched to the limit.




Cuffed With No Key Ch. 02



I looked over my shoulder to see that there was still more than 2 inches of black cock sticking out of me when I thought I had reached my limit. I did not think he could go any deeper without really hurting me. "Stop....too much....you are going to hurt me....please, Curtis....no deeper..." my voiced quaked with a combination fear and passion.

I looked over my shoulder at my husband, "Oh fuck...he's too big....he's going to tear me...."

I felt Curtis flex his cock..."Oh shit....fuck....Jim, he's hurting me....Curtis! hold still!...." I whimpered, pleading for mercy....

Curtis stopped moving momentarily as I was steadying myself, bent over, with his cock deep inside me. I felt his erection pulse inside me, stretching me open as he flexed his massive dick inside me. Each flex evoked a combination of a moan and a gasp from my core. "Oh, god...I am so full...please...wait a second...give me a chance to adjust...." I begged.

"Push back on me..." Curtis instructed as he stood still, about 3/4rds of his black cock buried in my fully stretched pussy. 

I looked back at my husband, who said, "Baby, take your time....I know you can do this...take him for me." 

I knew what I had to do.

I began to rock my hips, leaning forward, and then pushing back on him. "That's it baby, push back...that's a good girl....that's my good little girl...push yourself back on my dick....good girl....take all of it baby...push yourself back on my dick."

I began to push him fully into me each cycle, trying to get him further inside me. I could feel him striking my inner core with each stroke. I was becoming more aroused each stroke, and I began to vocalize my building arousal. I grunted each time I tried to force more and more of him inside me, but I seemed to have taken all of this massive cock that would physically fit inside me.

Curtis slowly began to rock his hips in timely to my thrusts, meeting each thrust. I could feel his large bulbous head striking my womb and cervix. Curtis began to take over the movements, fucking me as I tried to hold myself steady to accept his thrusts.

He then surprised me; and caught me completely off guard. Curtis grasped my left buttocks with his hand and I felt his thumb start to 'investigate and explore' my backside. I have never been into anal sex; in fact, I have always found it too painful to even complete the act. However, for some strange reason, feeling Curtis's thumb resting on my anus as he fucked me from behind was strangely erotic and pleasurable. It was so wicked and depraved, it was somehow sexy. I felt the tip of his thumb enter my anal sphincter every so slightly. No one other than my husband had ever touched me there; that had been off limits to all partners until now. But propped up as I was, and with one arm restrained in a handcuff, the other balancing me on the counter, I was in no position to interfere with anything Curtis wanted to do to me. And having my anus penetrated ever so slightly by my lover's thumb was oddly arousing. This slightly deviant act seemed to push me over the orgasmic edge. I knew I would climax soon. I could feel it start to build inside my vagina. I was past the point of no return.

I looked over at Jim and cried out, "Oh baby, he has his thumb in my ass!", as Curtis probed my backside. I wanted my husband to understand exactly what was happened to his wife at that moment. I wanted Jim to experience everything happening to me vicariously. I clenched my anus slightly as he wiggled his intruding thumb slipping the full extent of it into my rectum. No one, not even Jim, had probed be back there while fucking me. I found his intrusion into my backside strangely erotic and arousing. I felt so wickedly sexy at his moment.

I began to moan as I felt my orgasm approaching, "Oh god, I am going to cum again....Jim, he is going to make your wife cum again!" That was all the encouragement Curtis needed as he picked up the pace, forcing himself deeper inside of me. The pain was mixed with pleasure as each thrust both forced me open more deeply, and forced me closer to my impending orgasm.

I then felt Curtis's balls begin to slap against the back of my legs, telling me that he was fully embedded in my cunt. So in addition to having his thumb inside my very tiny asshole, I realized that I had taken all 8 to 9 inches of his rigid cock.

"Oh god, fuck me Curtis, fuck me hard..." cried as I felt the first wave of my climax crash through my core. I shuttered and quaked and Curtis continued to slam his cock in and out of me. His balls and abdomen were now making a very distinct slapping sound against my ass as I came over and over again.

I was babbling incoherent moans of pleasure and pain, as he punished my pussy forcing wave upon wave of orgasmic pleasure to rock my most inner core. I actually shrieked "Oh god, I am cumming." as tears started streaming down my face from the emotional and physical release I was experiencing, or perhaps 'enduring' is more accurate. Regardless of the cause, I was moaning and crying as I climaxed very loudly. 

Curtis was now punishing my previously tight pussy with a series of violent, pounding thrusts. By now my head was pressed forward, pressing against the mirror, as I was now using both my head and my one free arm to balance myself against these powerful thrusts as the orgasmic quakes almost made my legs buckle from underneath me. I fought to keep from collapsing.

I then felt Curtis's pace quicken slightly and then his legs and core stiffened as he grasped my hips and buried himself deep inside as his entire body pulsed and quaked rigidly. I could feel his erection pulsing and swelling inside me and I knew he was erupting in my womb. With each large violent pulse of his erection, I knew he was shooting large ropes of his semen into my tight white pussy. He was planting his seed deep into my womb.

For an instant, I had a passing thought that I should have insisted he wear a condom, but it was far too late to think of that now. In reality, I doubt any condom I would have would fit this huge man; he was simply too large for normal sized condoms. 

His sperm was now swimming in my womb and my belly. In a perverse way, I liked the thought of having his semen deep inside me. I cannot explain it, but I like imbibing, either orally or vaginally, the semen of men with whom I am emotionally attached; and I was rapidly becoming emotionally attached to my new friend, Curtis. I seemed to become emotionally attached to any man who forces multiple orgasms to rock my core.

I looked over my shoulder at Jim, and simply said, "this is a very big man...very big indeed. I may never be the same, baby...he is pumping me full of his sperm, baby."

Jim smiled and replied, "I know baby, but you took all of him." Jim said this as a matter of pride, beaming that his wife had accommodated this huge black man. I liked the fact that my husband was proud of me for doing this...I liked it a lot.

I acknowledged Jim's compliment, "I did, didn't I? I really did not think I could do it, but I did handle all of that huge cock, didn't? When I started to climax, it just felt like I opened up even more deep inside me to let him in!" I said with the pride of someone who had accomplished a great feat. 

While still couple together with Curtis, I turned my attention back to my lover, "Curtis, you made me cum so hard....thank you." I felt his cock throb inside me again. I tightened my vagina and gripped his penis; and his cock pulsed again. I 'hugged his cock' with my vagina several more times, attempting to milk every drop of his sperm into my womb.

"God you are a sexy woman." Curtis said as he stroked in and out of me several more times before slowly withdrawing. As he withdrew, my vagina made a rather pronounce wet, swishy sound, and began to spasm slightly. My pussy seemed to be looking for something to fill the sudden void; it felt lonely and empty now. 

Yes, his withdrawal made my pussy feel suddenly vacant and empty. I could feel that my vagina remained gaped open as I felt the first strings of his semen begin to slowly drain out of me. I wondered what Jim thought about this. I wondered what my husband thought about my pussy gaping open as my lover's sperm slowly leaked out of me, running down my legs. 

When I stood up, I felt t sudden rush of semen draining out of me as my vagina spasmed trying to adjust to the sudden emptiness. I involuntarily reached down to catch the large globs of semen being forced out of me as Curtis and Jim watched in amusement. 

I felt very wicked and naughty, and I liked knowing that this turned on my husband beyond belief. I liked the fact that seeing Curtis's white nectar flow out of me aroused my husband. 

Jim stepped forward and taking my free hand as I stood up. Jim then led me, with Curtis still chained to me, out of the master bathroom and towards the large king sized bed in out bedroom. Curtis willingly followed, his large black cock swinging proudly in front of him. Jim looked at Curtis and simply said, "I hope you do not mind, but I need to fuck my wife right now...."

Coming soon: Chapter Three: these men are insatiable....



Cuffed With No Key Ch. 03



Previously in Chapter Two:

I glance at Curtis's and my reflection in the mirror. His large, muscular black frame seemed to dwarf me, standing behind me.

I was still pinned in 'breeding position' on my little step stool. I remained coupled with the large man inside of me. I was forced to remain bent over, balancing myself with my one free arm against the sink counter, essentially restrained from any movement.

I looked over my shoulder at my husband, Jim to gauge his reaction. Curtis and I remained coupled together; my lover seemed in no hurry to withdraw from me. I could feel him continuing to throb deep inside me. I liked the rhythmic pulsing of his still erect penis as we remained locked together like two carnal animals.

I smiled at my husband and simply said, "This is a very big man...very big..."

Jim smiled and replied, "I know baby, but you took all of him." Jim said this as a matter of pride, beaming that his wife had handled this huge black man. I liked the fact that my husband was proud of me for doing this...I liked it a lot.

I watched as Jim kick off his shorts and underwear as he pulled his shirt over his head. His penis sprang free; standing at attention like a little rigid soldier. My husband's penis was very hard indeed. And while it is not as long or thick as Curtis's erect cock, it was still an impressive erection. And, best of all, it is all mine! I did not have to share him with other women!

Looking at Curtis's reflection in the mirror as he stood behind me, his penis still pulsing inside of me, I remarked with appropriate gratitude, "Curtis, you made me cum so hard...thank you." In response, I felt his cock throb inside me again.

I tightened my vagina and gripped his penis; and as I did, his cock pulsed again. I 'hugged his cock' with my vagina several more times, attempting to milk every drop of his sperm into my womb. I wanted to savor this moment a bit longer. I was a very content lady right now.

As he pulsed inside of me, Curtis replied, "God, you are a sexy woman." He stroked in and out of me a half a dozen more times before slowly withdrawing.

His withdrawal made my pussy feel suddenly vacant and empty. I could feel how wet and open my vagina was now. My pussy felt very peculiar; my entire vagina, even deep inside of me, felt as though it remained gaped open. I felt 'hollow' inside. Even while I remained bent over, the first strings of his semen begin to slowly ooze out of me. I briefly wondered how long it would take before my vagina would start to return to its normal size and shape.

Chapter Three:

Jim stepped forward and took my free hand as I stood up.

Because my vagina was still gaped open, standing up caused it to spasm a bit; and I felt a sudden rush of semen flow out of me and down my inner thigh. In a reflex action, I pulled my hand free from my husband's hand and quickly try to capture the flow of Curtis's sperm rushing out of me before it hits the floor. I caught most of it in my fingers, but some did drip on to the tile at my feet.

I smiled at Curtis and say, "You made quite a deposit inside me..." 

I bring the semen to me face, near my nose and inhale the aroma. I love the scent of semen; and both of my men seem to appreciate the fact that I am savoring this very erotic scent. It aroused both of them.

"I like your scent." I say, inhaling slowly again.

I then rinse my fingers off before allowing my husband to lead me, and Curtis, to our large king sized bed in our bedroom.

With Curtis still chained to me, he was in 'fast tow' behind me. Curtis, wearing only his white polo shirt, willingly followed Jim and me; his large black cock swinging proudly in front of him.

Jim looked at Curtis and simply said, "I hope you do not mind, but I need to fuck my wife right now..."

Curtis smiled and replied, "I understand completely. Please enjoy yourself. I think I got her warmed up for you."

They continued to discuss me in the third person, as though I was not even present. I do not know why this excites me; but it did, and actually it still does.

Jim laid me on my back across the bed; as Curtis, who was still handcuffed to me, climbed on the bed next to me. Jim positioned himself between my thighs and looked at my open vulva and just smiled.

"Jim, he really stretched me out. My god, I don't know if my pussy will ever be the same." I said as I looked between my knees at my husband and saw I his erection rigidly straining upward towards the ceiling.

Jim was so hard that his erection looked as though it hurt. Seeing my pussy gaped open like this, with Curtis's semen slowly draining out of me, obviously aroused Jim. 

(The sight of semen slowly leaking from my vagina always arouses Jim. I guess it a very vivid reminder of what he had me do moments before? I am not complaining; but I do not fully understand Jim's reaction to this. If any of the men reading this can explain to me why the sight of my pussy brimming full of another man's semen is so arousing to my husband, I would appreciate you explaining it to me.)

Jim positioned himself between my thighs and started to enter me. "Baby you are so open and wet. I don't know if you can even feel me. God, your pussy is absolutely sopping wet." Jim slid right into me with no resistance.

He was right; at first, I could barely feel his girth. Jim is a reasonably well endowed man, but he is much closer to normal size than Curtis. Jim is slightly less than 7 inches long when fully erect. (I would actually say just over 6 inches, but Jim prefers me to report him as 'just under 7 inches! Who am I to argue, right?) I would guess his girth to be an inch and a half? Honestly, my husband has a very nice cock, and he satisfies me regularly with it. But I was stretched way out of shape right now; and Jim's erection felt quite small at the moment.

I smiled broadly, and said, "There is a good deal of Curtis's sperm swimming around in your wife's womb right now. That's why your wife's pussy is so wet and slippery. You are fucking a very well fucked pussy, my dear. You are sliding in and out of Curtis's semen."

These words seemed to excite my husband even more. I felt his penis 'pulse' inside me as I reminded him how full I was with another man's sperm.

This entire scene was so surreal. The man to whom I was still handcuffed, and whose semen was filling my tummy and my pussy, was sitting on the bed next to me while my husband fucked me. And he was growing erect again as he watched and listened to me tell my husband how much of his sperm was inside me while my husband fucked me.

Watching Curtis's penis grow in a series of throbs and pulses, as Jim fucked me, was fascinating to me. I loved the slow motion demonstration that I was witnessing about how my boss's anatomy worked. This large, thickly veined penis throbbed back to life in front of my very eyes. It seemed to be a marvel of nature the way it grew and pulsed to attention.

Jim had me on my back, and he slowly raised my legs over his shoulders, placing my feet up by the sides of Jim's head. I motioned for Curtis to move closer; I wanted to take him in my mouth again as Jim prepared to add his sperm to Curtis's semen inside my well used vagina.

Curtis climbed up next to my head and I took the dark pink-purple head of his large cock into my mouth. I realized that since moments before, Curtis was buried deep inside my pussy, I was now tasting a combination of his semen and my own vaginal juices.

I liked the wickedness of the entire situation. I felt so naughty being Jim's slut and fucking whomever he wanted me to fuck. I loved having two men, and two penises to pleasure me, and entertain me. Yes, I was aroused and quite content.

Curtis's erection began to grow in my mouth as Jim pounded my pussy. I was aroused, but since I had cum several times already, (once with Curtis's fingers inside me, and at least twice while Curtis stretched my pussy with his large black boner), I did not expect to cum again from Jim fucking me. Nonetheless, for emotional reasons, I wanted my husband to add his sperm to the cocktail of semen in my pussy. And, if he was up for it, I wanted to make Curtis cum one more time in my mouth.

But I was wrong! Jim's pounding my pussy, with my legs over his shoulders, coupled with the large black cock in my mouth, was getting me more and more aroused. I started moaning around the head of Curtis's cock with each plunging thrust of my husband's cock.

In this position, with my legs high in the air, my heels on the sides of Jim's head, I could feel the head of my husband's erect cock striking the front of my vagina with each pounding thrust. I could feel my arousal building thrust by thrust despite the fact that my pussy was still stretched and dilated open from accommodating Curtis's enormous penis moments before.

Jim had not cum yet tonight. Actually, to the best of my knowledge, my husband had not cum in a few days, so he was more than ready to explode when he finally entered me.

My moans, coupled with Jim's memory of me being fucked so well and so thoroughly by Curtis while Jim watched, and the fact that Jim's penetrations were being lubricated by the sperm and semen left behind by my huge black lover, was simply too much for Jim. He simply could not hold back.

I knew from Jim's quickening pace and from the rigidity of his erection, he was not going to last long. I was right. Jim stiffened, and groaned as he came. I could feel him pulse repeatedly inside me; letting me know that he was adding his sperm to the cocktail of semen already swimming inside me.

Jim collapsed on me, his penis still pulsing in my vagina. I contracted me vagina to squeeze and hug him, encouraging my husband to drain every last drop of his semen into my womb which was already brimming with sperm.

I had never thought of myself as a 'cum slut', but tonight, for some reason, the thought of accepting rather large quantities of semen inside me was uniquely appealing.

I was glad I was safely on the pill and did not have to insist my men wear condoms. (I was taking some risk with disease. However, I concluded that Curtis was a clean, respectable and responsible lawyer who I knew from work; so the risk was minimal.)

I was also pleased and flattered that Jim's excitement got the best of him. It is flattering to think that watching me, and fucking me, aroused my husband beyond his ability to control himself. This did not happen often, but on the rare occasion that it did, I liked the fact that even after 20 years of marriage, I could still arouse my husband to the point of making him lose control; especially if I have already had a climax or two.

After a few minutes of awkward 'post coital cuddling' with my husband while he remained in my vagina, Jim dismounted me. I say 'awkward cuddling' because as Jim recovered from his orgasm and nuzzled my neck and breasts, I remained handcuffed to my boss and I continued to intermittently suck and kiss Curtis's dick.

I know, I know, this is not the scene that one typically imagines when they think of 'post coital cuddling with your spouse'. I never claimed that Jim and I were a typical couple or that we had a typical relationship. I merely claimed that we love each other, and that I adore my husband.

Curtis, having cum twice already, was rock hard, but showed no signs of climaxing as I sucked, licked and teased his large black cock.

Although I had experienced Curtis's penis twice already tonight, once orally, once vaginally, I was still fascinated and intrigued by its color, texture, length and girth. This was the most impressive male member I had encountered in my 38 years.

Curtis was almost as long as my arm was from my wrist to my elbow, and he was nearly as thick, perhaps even thicker, than my arm just above my wrist. 

I held his cock straight up, away from his belly and had to gasp, "Jim, How did I ever fit this monster dick inside my tiny pussy? This thing looks little a baby's arm holding a plum! This thing could not have fit inside me..." I said in disbelief. 

Jim smiled broadly, "Baby, you took him alright...you took all of him." 

Taking this huge black cock all the way inside me seemed to defy the laws of physics. Nonetheless, he had been slapping his balls against my ass, he dick buried deep inside me, moments ago!

As Jim dismounted me, Curtis rolled over on his back causing his penis to flop over on to his lower abdomen, making a distinctive slapping sound.

Curtis looked at me with a devilish smile and reached down and held his erect penis straight up from his belly. "Cindy, I think you should climb aboard for another ride on the 'Curtis express'. I have a first class seat for my favorite lady."

"Curtis, where do you think you are going to stick that monster?" I asked while continuing to study his penis with keen interest and arousal.

I have to admit, I was tempted to try to mount him again just to prove that the first time was not a dream or a fluke; that I really was capable of handling this much man. However, I also realized that I was going to regret this tomorrow. I was going to be a very, very sore little girl. I had already been stretched once beyond what I thought possible.

Despite the mental gymnastics I was silently doing in my mind, I knew that huge black cock with its interestingly ridged, deep purple-pink head was too damn irresistible, too tempting. I did not know if I would ever get another opportunity like this again. I wanted him inside me again.

Whenever I get aroused, I can feel my pulse very distinctly in my clitoris. My clitoris was pulsing as I grew in arousal right now. I studied the large black snake which was rigidly sticking straight up from Curtis's tight belly.

Curtis slowly stroked himself up and down, teasing me with the monster sized cock that he was offering me. With each downward stroke, the tiny slit to his urethra would open, as if it were winking at me, beckoning me to come play. I was growing wetter by the minute.

I looked at Jim and asked, "Honey, what do you think I should do?" in as coy a little girl voice as I could muster.

Jim smiled broadly, looked at the huge black cock and then back at me. "I think you should climb aboard the 'Curtis express'. I think you should ride this until you physically cannot stand it any more. I want to see you take that up inside you again. I want you to cum with that thing inside him again."

I looked back at Curtis, and studied his erection for another moment before responding to Jim, "OK, if that's what you want. If you want your sweet innocent little wife to do that, I will do it just for you."

I knew how absurd that sounded; I was his slut, would accept any man's semen that Jim instructed me to accept. I was certainly not innocent; however, I really am pretty & sweet.

I looked at Jim in amazement. Jim nodded, "Go ahead, baby. Give it a try. See how the head feels inside you in this position."

I climbed over and straddled Curtis. His erection was so large that I had trouble raising up high enough to get the head to my opening.

I took a hold of the massive tool with my free right hand and directed the pulsing head towards my wet and dilated vulva.

I was scared and excited. I wanted to feel him, but I was still apprehensive that I could take his girth or length a second time.

As I touched the cockhead to my opening, I was amazed at how very wet I still was from the deposits of semen inside me and from my own arousal; the head was slippery from cocktail of semen that was slowly leaking from me as I rubbed it across the opening of my vulva.

I felt Curtis arch his hips slightly and the head passed into me about an inch, "Wait, not too fast. Don't hurt me." I cautioned as the thick ridge of his head was just past the outer ring of my opening. I felt stretched open and full.

I was trying to adjust to the first few inches which just inside my opening, when I caught our reflection in the large mirror over my dresser. We were quite a sight. The contrast of my tiny white frame astride his dark black muscular one was stark.

With approximately 2 inches of his erection inside my vaginal opening, the huge 7 inches of thick cock that remained outside my pussy and looked sexy and scary. The head throbbed inside me as I waited to adjust again to its girth. The scene was more erotic than any pornography I had ever seen.

I raised up a bit and tried to lower myself down further; a loud gasp escaped my lips as I felt my uterus being wedged open and stretched wide again. Despite having had him inside me earlier, I still needed time to adjust to the massive length and thickness.

I tried to lower myself down on him further, but for some reason it seemed more painful than the previous time he penetrated me. He felt bigger, or I was not as dilated.

Regardless, I was struggling to lower myself down on this massive erect penis. I only had about three inches in me, but it was stretching me too far and too fast.

I looked at Jim, "I don't think I can do this. He's just too big." I was almost crying. It was actually more painful than I was expecting. I wondered if it was our position with me on top of him that was causing the problem with me taking him inside of me. 

Jim came over and stood by my side next to the bed. He leaned over and kissed me. With Curtis's cock partially in me, and said, "You can do this baby, just work it slowly. Just relax and go slowly. You did this earlier. Just relax." He gently pushed my shoulders, forcing me down slightly, forcing Curtis further into my tight pussy.

The pressure my husband placed on my shoulders forced me down about an inch further onto Curtis rigid shaft. Instantly, I felt a spike of pain shoot up through my core as the large head wedged further into me, suddenly prying my womb open. I yelped, "Oh shit, fuck, it hurts...stop...don't push...it hurts too much...I can't do it. "

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes from the sudden and unexpected pain. With this huge dick stretching me to the point of pain, I started to cry a little. I wanted to give up; I wanted to abandon my plan of fucking Curtis again.

Curtis flexed his huge dick and arched his hips slightly. "Oh fuck, stop...it hurts." I cried out. I looked over my should at my husband, I felt tears trickling down my cheeks, "Baby, he's too big. I can't take him like this...I'm sorry...it hurts too much."

Jim looked genuinely concerned; but rather than telling me to dismount, he said, "Baby, you can do this. Just relax. You had him inside you before. Take your time, you can do this..."

I nodded. I knew I had to continue trying. But I was scared. 

Curtis said, "Cindy, don't move...let yourself adjust to it right there. Give yourself a chance to adjust and to open up. Just hold still..."

I held myself motionless, nearly half of his large penis inside, and half outside my tightly stretched vagina.

I remembered my Lamaze training. If I could deliver a baby, I could take this huge dick inside me. I panted, as I had during child birth, attempting to relax and adjust to the pain. "Hee, hee, hee,..." 

I waited hoping that I would dilate further. After 15 or 20 seconds the pain subsided, and was replaced with a sense of fullness that was not unpleasant.

"Are you OK, baby?" Jim asked with obvious concern.

"I think so. I think I'll be OK. I just need to go slowly." I said, my voice quaking with a combination of fear (panic actually) and excitement. I did want to do this. I wanted to do it for me, and for both these men.

I so wanted to do this for my husband. I wanted to make him proud of his little slut wife for being able to do this.

I slowly raised myself about two inches and ever so carefully lowered myself down again. I seemed to have gained a half inch or so. I repeated the motion; raising myself up and lowering myself as far as I could without experiencing pain. This time I was sure of it; I had taken him deeper inside me, without the searing pain. 




Cuffed With No Key Ch. 03



"Oh shit, he's going into me." I exclaimed, my voice cracking with excitement. I began to believe I could do this.

I raised and lowered myself slowly, yet again, at Jim's encouragement, taking myself a half an inch deeper with each cycle. I glanced over and now there was three inches of 'unused cock' remaining outside of me; and under my totally stretched pussy.

I felt the huge rigid cockhead deep inside me, pressing firmly against the front wall of my uterus. Squatting astride Curtis like I was, I was forcing his cock into me at a very different angle than when he took me from behind earlier; doggie style. In this position, the head of his cock was forced against my front uterine walls, and this excited me tremendously.

He now had found my 'g-spot'. I was able to grind down on him and force the pressure into my g-spot. The fullness had aroused me like never before. I knew I was going to cum just like this. There was little question in my mind, I was going to cum soon; I could feel it building inside me. 

Jim stood by me (next to the bed) and kissed me as I worked myself deeper and deeper on Curtis's cock.

Curtis was rocking his hips now, stroking in and out of me, but he was careful not to impale me with too much too quickly. He was obviously used to allowing women to come to grips with his size slowly.

But he was fucking my pussy. As I raised up and pulled most of him out of me, I looked down and could see a thin white coating covering the first seven inches of his shaft, displaying for everyone precisely how much of his cock I had been able to accommodate to this point.

I assumed that the creamy coating was from the semen stored in my pussy coupled with my vaginal juice. The milky white coating was quite distinctive against the deep purple-black color of his large boner. It looked like someone had painted the first seven inches of this thick black cock with a thin coating of heavy cream.

I had never noticed the 'white cream from my pussy' on Jim's cock, or anyone else's, before. I assumed the dark contrast of Curtis's skin color made the creamy white semen and my feminine lubrication much more obvious now.

But the fact that the last two to three inches of Curtis's cock did not display my juice told me precisely how much of this huge penis was being unused; and how much more of Curtis I needed to accommodate if I was going to claim I took him all. The distinctive white creamy line of demarcation was telling me precisely how much of this large black cock I had allowed to penetrate me. This was a very erotic and very arousing sight.

As I pushed down deeper, really trying to take more, I looked to Jim and said, "Honey, he is so far inside me; he is fucking your wife's womb. He is all the way up to here." I said as I pointed a couple of inches above my naval.

I did not know precisely how far he was up inside me, but I did know it was further than anyone else had ever been. I also realized that straddling him, with me on top, his erection was attempting even a deeper penetration than he had made earlier from behind.

I loved the feeling of the head of his cock rubbing firmly against the front wall of my womb; arousing my g-spot so deep inside of me.

But I simply could not take him deeper. He was striking against my inner organs, he would not fit. He was deeper inside me in this position. He was too long. 

I felt another orgasm building inside of me, and my movements became faster and more dramatic. "Oh baby, I am going cum again on this big black dick. I feel it. Your wife is going cum on her black stud for you."

And I took Jim's cock in my hand and started fucking Curtis with a passion, pushing myself down as far as I could, grinding the head of Curtis's penis deep inside me as I pumped Jim.

Moaning loudly, I came violently, with a large and long series of convulsions rocking my tiny frame. Curtis was pushing up against me with each thrust.

"Oh god, I am cumming. Oh, don't stop...fuck me hard...oh god..." I said as I pushed down to meet Curtis's upward thrusts. The head of his cock was buried deep in my abdomen.

As I came, Curtis arched up, fully impaling me, I felt a surge of pain mixed with intense pleasure as his cock pulsed deep inside of me. Curtis's loins stiffened and his grunts and moans matched mine. I knew he was preparing to cum with me. I could feel his penis throbbing deep inside me, shooting ropes and strings of his sperm into my womb.

My moans of orgasm triggered Jim who started cumming in my fist. I had one of the most earth shattering orgasms of my life. Despite the pain in my womb, I pushed myself down to take as much of him as I could.

I could not stop cumming. Each time I pressed down, forcing his cock up inside me, it triggered another wave of pleasure crashing through my core. I could not't catch my breath as series after series of orgasms shook me.

I couldn't seem to stop cumming, but I had to stop, I had to break this incredible string of orgasms that were wracking my body. I was going to pass out.

I released Jim's cock and fell forward, collapsing on to Curtis's chest. I felt another smaller string of semen from Jim's cock strike my back as I lay panting in a heap. Curtis's large cock still pulsing inside of me. I realized Jim was not completely done ejaculating when I had released his cock from my fist.

I lay across Curtis's chest panting in a post orgasmic bliss. I was sweating, and panting. I pulled up his shirt slightly and kissed his nipples and chest in gratitude. I was starting to fall in love with my boss. Well not 'love' exactly, but a form of deep felt lust and adoration. I loved the way he made me feel.

Kissing his chest, I contracted my vagina and hugged Curtis's cock which pulsed inside me in response. I love experiencing the slow rhythmic throbbing of a penis as it empties its final few drops of semen inside me after a powerful orgasm. This experience is particularly fulfilling to me; both emotionally and physically as I slowly descend from the bliss of a climax.

My post coital cuddling with Curtis was interrupted though as Jim reminded me of the realities we faced, "I hate to interrupt this beautiful moment you two lovers are experiencing, but Linda should be returning soon. We better start putting ourselves together..." Jim cautioned.

"Oh shit you are right. What time is it?" I asked with mild panic.

"It is 10 minutes to midnight. She could be back at any time." Jim was right. It was approximately a two hour round trip and Linda had left just about 10:00 p.m.

I dismounted my dear friend Curtis, dripping a considerable amount of semen on his belly as his large cock exited my vagina. I took a moment to study it, and saw the white creamy coating covered all but the last 1 1/2 inches. Try as I might, with me on top, I could not take the entire erection inside me. There was some left over for a 'larger woman' than me. I was momentarily sad I had failed. but I banished these thoughts from my mind quickly.

"Good bye, Curtis. I hope you come visit 'little cindy' again soon." I said playfully, revealing to Curtis something few other than my husband know; my pet name for my pussy is 'little cindy'.

Curtis and I walked over to the sink, where I took a warm wash cloth and wiped the semen from my neck, breasts, abdomen and upper thighs. Next, I wiped the semen that was dripping from my vulva and wiped off my inner thighs. Lastly, I rinsed the rag and then took Curtis's big black penis and wiped it down. I liked the way it throbbed and grew to my touch. But I quickly realized, we did not have time to play, Linda would be back momentarily. 

It was time to get presentable. Linda did not need to see us in various stages of undress. However, with Curtis and me still chained at the wrist, getting re-dressed was a major chore. Both men had to assist me in putting my one piece bathing suit back on. Despite having wiped my shaven vulva clean of semen moments before, very quickly, the gusset of the crotch began to grow dark wet as my pussy began to periodically spasm back into shape and contract slightly, forcing the large cocktail of semen up inside of me to flow out. The darkness was quite noticeable.

"Oh, this will never due. Linda will see this huge stain in the crotch of my bathing suit, and she will now precisely what we have been up to." I said with adequate concern.

Jim walked over to my dresser, got me a pair of white jogging shorts, and said, "put these on. She will not see the stain leaking out of you."

I donned my shorts, and helped Curtis step into his shorts and underwear. I leaned over and kissed the head of his cock one last time before dispatching it out of sight to his shorts.

Jim fixed us each drink and we retired to the living room to wait for Linda's return.

I looked at Curtis and said, "You never did actually pee?"

Curtis smiled and replied, "I know. I still need to, but I think I have to hold it. I do not think we can risk getting caught by Linda now."

I smiled and nodded in agreement. .

About 20 minutes later, around 12:15 a.m. Linda's car pulled into the driveway. Jim met her at the door. She had the key in her hand as she entered the living room. She quickly unlocked the cuffs freeing Curtis and me, as she apologized profusely.

Curtis was polite, but he made it clear to Linda that this was a joke gone bad, and she needed to think before pulling a stunt like this again. He then excused himself to visit the restroom.

Linda looked at me in amusement as we all could hear the powerful stream of Curtis forcefully urinating in the toilet immediately off the living room. Curtis peed for a long, long time.

Curtis came out, thanked me for an interesting evening, said it was time he got home, and excused himself. Linda left moments later.

Jim and I then took a long, hot bath together in our over-sized tub, cuddling and relaxing as the memories of this evening were still fresh. 

I flexed my pussy, forcing some of the sperm from my vagina. The strands of semen floated to the top of the water. 

"Jim, look, Curtis's sperm is floating on the water." I looked into my husband's eyes to gauge his reaction. "I guess we are both swimming in Curtis's semen, huh?" 

Jim's cock throbbed as I pointed out to him that he was swimming in my lover's sperm. I knew I was going to be fucked one more time tonight. 

I reluctantly washed the remnants of my experience from my vagina and from my breasts. Jim and I exited the tub, and we headed for our bed. I wanted Jim to take me one last time before we went to sleep. 

As we walked to our bed, I wondered what work was going to be like next week? How would Curtis and I react when we saw each other in a professional setting?